Sometimes you just have to push yourself to get out of bed.
You stay up 'til 2 am just wi
Until' The End
this lazy hand
supposed to be writing
a poem of love
that is never ending
a bright
वन्देमातरम गीत नहीं मैं मंत्र हूँ जी
Don't Give Up
We wait for what we long for
We long for what we need
Impatience and Anxiety
Give root to e
Maps are complicated
if you aren’t familiar with the place.
The past is the past for a reason.
That is where it is supposed to stay,
But some
Hope Behind The Shadows Of Pain
In some others pretty eyes
There's a great painful disguise
Disguise that dressed their lonely
You mean the world to me.
Nothing will ever come between us.
No matter what anybo
Sometimes you have to push yourself just to get out of bed.
You stay up 'til 2 am just wi
You're the one I most admire
with great intentions and loving desires.
Passion an
